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She's waiting for the black uncle
Dressed all in white
She has her womb full of blood
An unintentional implement of physical satisfying
Let at disposal of a restricted cerebral capacity
Scars that will never get healed up
Forced simulation of comfort
A vaginal alien having a ride through the body
She might defy one day
And will not feel like
A used implement of physical satisfying
... of a restricted cerebral capacity
